Stories are all around us. There is a reason behind how things are and why they were arranged the way they were. Sometimes, the stories are alive even as they stand in silence.

My hometown of Saint Paul has many relics of the people who first ventured west to pioneer the end of the Mississippi. Their names live on in the streets around us and in the headstones at Oakland Cemetery. Their values are present in the homes we live in, antebellum Greek Revival structures that call us to believe in Democracy, much like the Greek Revival towns like Utica that they came from.

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